Vars laughed at the pat on the back and wrapped an arm over the singer's shoulder. Obviously the pushing and insults meant little this time. "Come, let's have drinks now that you're not stupid."

He's happy to drink with the other guy after a spat to get things back to normal.

Tom sighed and just tried to diffuse his annoyance with a smile. "Stay, we can order from the table. Dinner?"

He's already waving the bartender over to the table. Tom knows better than to navigate the crazy drummer drunk on the bar.